After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Qin He was stunned by the question.

If any group wants to live a better life, it is inevitable that individuals in the group will make some sacrifices and concessions.

For example, following the rules, for example, limited self-interest.

There is a lot to say about this, far more than just suppressing greed and laziness.

If individuals act as they please, the group will become a jungle.

At first glance, it seems that there is nothing wrong with what the Buddha said.

This world really is like a paradise, at least compared to the outside world.

But when he thought about it carefully, Qin He couldn't help but shake his head.

Laziness and greed are the primary driving forces behind invention and creation. They are not useless, nor are they just negative.

People felt that plowing the land was too tiring, so they domesticated cattle and invented the plow.

People felt that carrying things on their shoulders and in their hands was too tiring, so they tamed horses and invented wheels and carts.

People longed to have enough food and warm clothing, so they began to plant crops, raise livestock, and weave textiles.

This is the problem that exists in this world: there are herds of cattle and sheep, but there are no oxen and plows, let alone cars.

Going out depends on walking, and transportation depends on shoulders.

Moreover, there are almost no new houses to be seen, proving that the population here has not been growing.

why?

Because greed and desire are one and the same, without greed there is no desire.

Let’s first talk about how people come.

It's not that the couple solemnly discusses how big a house and how much land they want to support how many children they want, and then they plan how many to have.

But the night is long and I can't sleep. You call me "you bastard" and I call me "my wife", and then we both feel comfortable.

Once you feel comfortable, people will come.

Sometimes, when the desire is strong, everyone will help each other.

Never mind whether it's moral or not.

This is at least helpful for the reproduction of the species.

If any species loses greed and desire, there is no need to talk about perfection. First of all, its continuation will be in big trouble.

On another level, greed and desire are actually the source of happiness.

I wanted to eat something delicious, and when I ate it, I was very happy.

I want to learn something useful and get a good degree. If I succeed, I will be very happy.

I wanted to share my genes, and I succeeded, so I’m very happy.

When will people be happy?

It is when desire and greed are satisfied.

Although it is painful to not get what you want, it is also a two-sided coin.

Without happiness, what is the point of perfection?

This world also has this problem.

Most people are born to do two things: farming and worshiping Buddha.

Although I have enough food to eat and warm clothes to wear, it is hard to say that I am happy, let alone joyful.

The farmers sweat like rain, using slash-and-burn methods to till the fields, working from sunrise to sunset, and this has been the case for generations.

Like pain, smiles are also a scarce commodity in this world. What is more common is a kind of peaceful numbness.

"Isn't that right?" asked the Buddha.

"No." Qin He shook his head and argued, "If what you call perfection is true, then the pigs in captivity can also be said to live in a perfect world. They have food, water, and shelter."

"But it's for eating meat!" retorted the Buddha.

"It doesn't have to work. There's a trade-off, right?" Qin He laughed, then added, "A perfect world isn't about castrating desires, but about fair distribution. There's reward for every effort, and joy for every person. There are highs and lows in careers, but no distinction between noble and humble."

The Buddha was silent, his brows furrowed.

After a long while, it asked, "Have you ever seen a perfect world?"

"No." Qin He shook his head.

"Then how do you know?" asked the Buddha.

"I don't know, but I know that if a person spends his life numbly and toilsomely, there is no such thing as perfection. At best, he is just alive." Qin He said.

"So, I lost?" The big Buddha looked at Qin He.

"It's not a loss, at least in your world they are still alive, and it seems you did one thing right. You annihilated all cultivation methods."

Qin Hedao paused, then asked with a hint of curiosity, "So can you tell me what the connection is between your transformation of this world and the coming of the Silence Dharma?"

The so-called dharma of silence means the cessation of all dharmas.

The world of the Great Buddha is all in the state of silence except for itself.

Qin He didn't believe that there was no connection.

"This is the second point I want to discuss with the Immortal. Am I a Buddha, or a demon?"

"Or in other words, what is Buddha and what is devil?" the big Buddha asked seriously.

Qin He paused again, his mind racing, and spoke a little tiredly.

If I hadn’t watched so many different kinds of shadow puppet shows, I wouldn’t have experienced the various flavors of life.

It's really hard to cope with this kind of thing where we just sit and talk about things.

Qin He cheered up and answered it: "Buddha saves all living beings and benefits others; demons bring disaster to the world and benefit themselves."

"Then if gods and Buddhas abandon all living beings, do not save them, and escape into the abyss, are they still worthy of being called gods and Buddhas?" the Buddha asked again.

"Not worthy." Qin He shook his head, thinking that the highlight seemed to be coming.

"Then I bear a bad reputation, protect a pure land, and seek perfect order. Am I a demon or a Buddha?"

"To the outside world, you are a demon, because you have killed countless lives; to the inside, you can barely be considered a Buddha."

"The Pure Land is not allowed to be known by outsiders, let alone being set foot in, so... I have no choice." The Buddha defended.

"I understand." Qin He nodded.

"So am I a devil or a Buddha?" asked the big Buddha.

Qin He was silent for a moment, then said, "It should be said that one thought can turn you into a demon, and one thought can turn you into a Buddha. Demons are not forever evil, and Buddhas are not forever holy. One moment you are a Buddha, and the next moment you could be a demon."

"So Buddha and demon shouldn't be identities, but rather two states. The only thing that can measure a lifetime is the amount of good and evil one has committed."

The big Buddha fell silent, with resentment and hatred appearing on its face.

This made Qin He feel itchy, and he became more and more curious about the origin of this evil spirit.

The logic behind its behavior is really hard to understand.

But Qin He didn't say anything because he was trying to see more from the big Buddha's face.

"I lost."

After a long moment, the Buddha finally spoke. He looked at Qin He, his hatred undisguised, and said, "Great Immortal, you will go to the abyss, right?"

"Maybe... yes." Qin He said uncertainly.

"If you go, please tell me that I have protected and explored the world he abandoned. In the eyes of me and all living beings in this world, he is unworthy of being called a god or Buddha."

"For...who?"

"You'll know when you see him. He's just like me."